NPC Enemies
In Alphabetical Order
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Baleros
Name: Baleros, Balar or Balor One Eye
Race: Fomerian Deity of Anwnn.
Enemy Of: Eremon (and Octavian by association), Memnoch (and his proxy Voralius by association)
Description: A very tall male, 8ft, wild mane of thick red hair, appears in his mid 40s , thickly muscular, deific shift into titan form, height varies between 80ft-600ft. One swollen bright red eye is covered with layers of cloth in a blindfold, the other eye is sky blue.
Abilities:
Incarnate of the Sun (can cause severe drought, whither, char, burn, irradiate, and create various levels of intense fire and heat by uncovering or partially uncovering his red eye. Can nullify haste and lower stamina by 50% via irradiation of a large area. (Area of effect abilities cover up to a +10 yrd radius per success, x2 in titan form)).
Advantages:
Immortal with Geis.
Toughness (-100 PA dmg.)
Immune to Fire.
Magic Resistance (80% vs. Arcane).
Paths: Solar Pyromancy, +3
Kingdom:
King of the Fomorians and the Underworld Kingdom of Fomoria which lies deep beneath a great ocean beyond Annwn's far isles which overlaps the oceans of other worlds and planes.
Family:
* Father Buarainech, deceased
* Wife Cethlenn, deceased
* Mother Badb
Feats of the Wylde:
Death - Solar and volcanic fire with acid fume. When his patch is removed heat as if from the sun and volcanos and acid vapors spread from him and all begins to whither and grow red hot, then to smoke and then to burn, water to boil, in a large area around him. He can also release a raging column of this fiery fume from his one empty eyesocket. This column of wylde solar and volcanic fire is huge when he is in titan form.
Ruinous Roar - stuns anyone in its path, release of flaming hot winds, steam and acid fume (more potent in titan form)
Flesh of Armor - can grant self or others a toughness of flesh equal to the hardest stone.
Flesh to Stone - can use his eye at a slit to turn others to stone.
Titan Form - increases power of all feats by x3.
Master of the Art of Form - takes shapeshifting to a new level whereby a chosen subject is made to take any form they possess that is known to the form master while form master can shift quickly and smoothly between forms.
Plane Strider - can walk or step between the planes and various worlds and underworlds.
Path: Wylde Sorcery
Sleep - cause others to fall into a deep sleep
Conjure or Summon Item - any known normal item or owned item of any sort.
Avaricious Soul - can sense great wealth and power in a large area of up to 50 miles.
Monstrous Rebirth - can raise the dead as Fomorian demons to add to his army, a craft taught to him by his father.
Malleable State - reads as mortal, quasi immortal, deific or arch god until dismissed by command. Also shapeshift into any of five animal forms (dire wolf, bull, bear, great boar, solar dragon)
Spell Craft - use one turn to craft a magic potion or spell with a called effect.
Traits
Geis - a secret and divine way of death from which he cannot self resurrect.
Tenacious Alacrity - is so quick, determined and alert that he has a tendency to slip out of dire situations, +2 save.
Indomitable Will - Is immune to 'force' as from presence, domination, charms etc.
A Certain Charm - despite being an avaricious tyrant he has a gregarious charm all his own that has even been known to win his enemies over and woo a lot of allies and friends to his side. His own people love him. Charisma +3.
Legend Tells:
In ancient times, even before the Tuatha De Dannan and the Fir Bolg went to war over the green land of Ireland, the land was ruled by a powerful sorcerous race called the Fomors.
Warped and strange they were in appearance, some say dark of skin while others claim they dwelt at the bottom of deep lakes and in the turbulent depths of the ocean's abyss. One thing is for sure though - they levied ruinous taxes and unpleasant duties upon the sons of Nemed, causing many wars until all fled for distant lands!
Their mightiest king was called Balor, Balor of the Evil Eye, son of Buarainech and husband of Cethlenn, Balor of the Mighty Blows whose name meant death. As a child you see he had happened to spy on his father's druids enacting an eldritch rite to lay a plague upon their enemies in communion with powers best left unnamed, and some of the noisome ur-vapours of that spell entered his eye, causing it to swell to a great size and granting it the power of death.
On that same day and by those same druids was prophecised his death also - at the hands of his own grandson! For this reason he locked away his only daughter Ethnea in a strong tower, to thwart the hand of fate.
Balor himself was said to have been a giant of enormous size, perhaps sharing some kinship through arcane or natural means with the Nephilim of old, those swept away by the great flood. So vast was his form and eye that it took four men to lift the lid, as he kept it closed when amongst his own folk.
It was always covered with seven cloaks to keep it cool. When it was needed, he took the cloaks off one by one. At the first, ferns began to wither. At the second, grass began to redden. At the third, wood and trees began to heat up. At the fourth, smoke came out of wood and trees. At the fifth, everything got red hot. At the sixth and seventh, the whole land caught fire. With his eye he is said to have blasted the islands west of Scotland, which remain bleak and haunted to this day.
Even, it was said, his gaze could turn men to stone, a power he demonstrated at the second battle of Moy Tura, still spoken of with fear by the people of Cong in County Mayo!
Now Balor held sway from his fastness on Tory Island, but he travelled abroad to work his will and in his travels he came across the magical white cow with green spots owned by Goibniu the smith. It could fill twenty vessels full of milk and not run dry, and its hooves were set backwards upon its legs to better deceive thieves. The only thing was the cow had a tendency to wander off, and so had to be held by a champion of Ireland each day; for this service the smith forged swords and gave them to the champions.
Balor knew he had to have it, but the smith and his people were fierce and not to be trifled with - more, they worked metals as none other could, so it was as well to stay on their good side. So he made his way to a shoreline nearby. As it happened on that day a man called Cian and his brothers had business with the smith, so while they were inside Cian was left to guard the cow.
Balor worked a wizardry down the whispering wind, causing Cian to fall slowly asleep, then made off with the cow. Well Cian knew the penalty and that was to lay his head upon the anvil-block and receive the axe, but he begged clemency to right the wrong he had done. The smith agreed and so he took counsel with the wise woman Biroge of the Mountain, who spirited him through the watch-winds protecting Tory Island, depositing him there in the heart of Balor's power.
It was a cold and desolate place and the folk there ate meat without cooking it, but Balor, not recognising the victim of his wiles, agreed to give Cian a place to work as a storyteller and stoker of fires. Cian craftily held counsel with Mannannan the master of the oceans by night, and learned from him the arts needed to get into the tower where Balor's daughter was being held - so they held tryst and from her issued three sons!
Balor was filled with a terrible wrath and drowned two of the babes in the ocean, but Cian managed to bring the third to a little boat he had hidden, and fled with fire and storm from the boiling oceans hard at his heels. He delivered the child to Manannan to raise, and the boy then known as Dal Duana, became in time Lugh, king of the Tuatha De Dannan! And from his line was the touch of magic delivered to all of the heroes of Ireland, even unto Cú Chulainn and Fionn.
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But that was a tale yet to be told, for as Balor's power grew so did his depredations, until the return of the Fir Bolg and after them the De Dannan to Ireland, where Balor gave battle in Moy Tura and was slain by his grandson Lugh with a fiery stone shot from a sling, a stone that had fallen from the heavens above, or so it was said. In his falling he slew twenty seven of his own men and his head was cut from his shoulders. Where it fell it burned a deep hole in the earth at a place known as Lough na Súil, or the Place of the Eye, which still drains into a deep hole from time to time today.
Balor of the Evil Eye's mother was the war goddess Badb, who came into his father Buarainech's war camp one night, killed his wife, then seduced Buarainech over many vats of wine, and gave him a child in one night, which she left at his feet as he slept never to be seen by him again. The son she left him was Balor. When Buarainech woke he knew Balor to be his son by his dark skin and flaming red hair. Sad that his barren wife had died but thrilled to have an heir, Buarainech raised his son to be a king above all kings.
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